Friday the 13th?
June 13, 2008 | 9:31 pm
Today, I received the most awesomeness news! My smartcar delivery is imminent! I received this email:
“I just received some great news from the Smart Car Headquarters. The production status of your Smart Car has been upgraded to Status “D”. That may not mean much to you at the moment, but for me it’s very exciting. That means your vehicle is now being shipped from Hambach, France to the U.S. port and soon we will get to personally serve you. I will keep you informed of any status changes. If, before you hear from me you have any questions, you are more than welcome to make direct inquiries through www.smartusa.com or call 1-800-smartusa. You will find them more than willing to address any detailed questions or concerns.
Thanks again for you trust and confidence.”
I left off the pertinents, but i also received a phone call from the emailer on my home phone making sure I still want the car. Hell yeah I want the motherfucking car! I can’t wait for the motherfucking car! Friday the 13th couldn’t be bettah fo’ me! I am hoping to take delivery when I get home from the desert. Stay tuned!
Topics: Awesomeness, \m/ | 2 Comments »
On the road
June 10, 2008 | 12:52 pm
Remember when I was in Saginaw? In April? We stopped in to see my Grandma on our way to Toronto. While we were there she and Moms and Sis hatched a plan for all of use women to drive up there and pick her up and bring her back to the ATL. This was to take place in June. They hipped me to their plan and I said “Sure, The Girl and I are in” because it seemed like a good idea and June was far off adding to the “good idea” thing. Well, Sunday we took off. 11.5 hours later we arrived in Saginaw. We picked up Grams, grabbed dinner, went to bed. Monday morning, yesterday, we took off again and arrived back at my house - after dropping the old women off and picking up Sis’s car - right at midnight. Y’all, my ass is t-i-r-e-d. That drive is long. That drive is boring. Our only amusement was each other and the DVD player. I laughed so hard I almost peed for most of the trip but did get some knitting done. One whole sock and the start of the second. Granted, I am using 3.75mm needles and fat yarn (Jarbo Garn Raggi) but I am building hiking socks for Sis and me. Why? Because on the 20th we are heading out to the Arizona desert to volunteer with No More Deaths for a week. We are driving in order to get all our gear out there and also because flights are crazy expensive. And, truth be told, I will be more comfortable having transportation just in case. I am sure it’s going to be fine but I hate hate hate going into things blind. I suck at the unknown. Here is the first sock in the Mexico Print colorway for Sis
I should be casting on for my socks later this week. I decided to do the red ribbing/heel/toe because they are so lumberjacky, which amuses me.
On our ride we encountered this piece of lovely
That would be the grown version of The Baby Jesus rising out of the earth - like Carrie reaching her hand out of her grave at the end of the movie. It reminds me of those huge Orcas outside of those reservation casinos in Washington. I want to know how they got their parishioners to go for that thing? Seriously.
Topics: Knitting, Socks, Strangeness, Travel | 1 Comment »
Aha!
May 28, 2008 | 9:42 pm
Remember yesterday I mentioned the voles in our attic and how I’d nipped that problem right in the bud and cleared them all out? Found out where they came from. Seems the cow next door has decided that four animals isn’t enough. Seems she decided to adopt a herd of voles, too. Now, my proof is kind of fuzzy but if you look you’ll see them:
In the first pick look up by the flashing and you’ll see them. Above that flashing is where there is no siding, making the interior wall open to the outside. Directly above on the ledge where the cedar shakes are, there are a couple of shakes missing, making the attic open to the outside. This is where the voles come in and out - scads of them in all different sizes. They are running out to eat the berries from whatever that tree is - it started as a weed and she let it grow. Those places in the house have been open like that for over three (3) years! What did she expect? We told her this past weekend that they were running in and out but she hasn’t fixed the problem yet. Gross. How could she not hear all that running in her walls and ceilings? Seriously, if that were me there would be carcasses everywhere. Holly don’t play with nasty shit like that. But no, she’ll ignore it for however much longer. Oh, she’s got a bird nest in one of her columns, too. Some brown sparrow bird with couple of babies. It’s like fucking wild kingdom next door.
Now, on the other side I’ve got the renters. The one guy farthest away, it’s a duplex, is okay. Even his ankle-braceleted daughter keeps to herself. And, too, her getups are a source of amusement. The other guys? Ridiculous. At least the one. He is constantly fighting with his girlfriend and he whines. Seems to be aggravated by alcohol. They broke up the other day but it didn’t stick. That dumb bitch was back for more later. How can she have so little self-respect? Dude is a total alkie. He drove home one night so bombed out he couldn’t park his truck and almost fell off the curb when he got out of the vehicle. Nice. I’m curious if he’s the douchebag that hit my car? Fucker. I need it to stay in good shape so that I can trade it. I got an update that my smartcar should be here any day after June 10, 2008. Woo! Something to look forward to outside of kicking all this neighbor ass!
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Excuses, excuses
May 27, 2008 | 10:00 pm
Damn. Where to start? Things have been busy around here. The Girl is finally out of school. The last couple of weeks of the school year keep me running crazy - there is so much to do. But it’s over. We can relax. Sort of. We’ve still been running.
I’ve been in the yard as much as possible and seen all sorts of delicious things. Remember how we had a vole run through the living room and something trying to get us in the attic? We threw traps and poison from stem to stern and have heard nothing else. Not a peep. That is until I was cleaning out some leaves from the Spanish Lavender when the Ghost of Christmas Past rose up and almost gave me a heart attack. Befuckinghold:
That is NASTY! Of course, I left it out on the walk as a warning to anything else that may be thinking of invading my home. We have rules: you stay outside and I leave you alone - well, I still may shoot you with fox pee, but I don’t kill you. You come inside and you’re mine. While visual aid was laying there and I was knitting on a sock, some fucker from the neighborhood association came up on my porch, with his DOG, and interrupted a serious dilemma to tell me they were celebrating the park’s 125th anniversary and I should be there. When he only got “okay” and the stink eye for his dog he huffed off with a “sorry” like he’s 10 years old, which is really an insult to my 10 year old who doesn’t act like that. She also knows better than to take her dogs up onto some stranger’s porch. Fuckhead. And no, I didn’t go to the park thing as it involved all sorts of public prayers by the local churches. I don’t like any persons religion up in my face, thankyouveryfuckingmuch.
Now, it was either that day or a day close to it that we celebrated Mutha Fucka Day! I know I won’t ever get Mother of the Year so we just get down to the real deal around here. I am an asshole and I am a bitch to live with. I know this and they know this but they love me anyway. And, truth be told, I am a pretty good mutha even if I am a bit lot unorthodox in my methods. The Girl made breakfast for me and she and Mr. gave me some new Chuckie T.’s, in blue and in natural, since I’ve been wearing mine since forever and they are jacked up. Then we ran out to Mom’s for dinner. One of the best parts was that I received a card from Celia wishing my Happy Mother Fucker’s Day! I was so surprised yet so thrilled that she remembered! She really is a sweetheart. I do hope her day was as good as mine.
On the topic of gardening I’ve got this weird plant growing. I put it in last year and really like it, but can’t for the life of me remember what the hell it is. If anyone has a clue please send it my way. This is the base:
and it has this super duper long assed flower:
What is it? I do have normal things, like this lily:
We’ve finally gotten the rest of the annuals in and the veg garden is going gangbusters. I should have rutabega in a week or two, along with tomatoes and cukes. Those two are going to take over if I don’t watch it. I’ve also already had banana peppers come in and I am now waiting on the habaneros and bell peppers. Oh, and I’ve got some strawberries and rhubarb and asparagus. Seriously? I am turning into FarmerfuckingTed.
What else? Oh yeah, the wildlife tried to get us at work too.
That’s a black rat snake and that is my front door at work. It’s all crinkled up because a mockingbird had just pecked it. That’s balls considering that snake eats birds Now I gotta get rid of it before my leadperson at work gets wind that there is a snake about. He won’t come into work if he knows it’s there and I need him to be there.
This past weekend we all rode out bikes over to Lenny’s for Mondo Homo 2008. What.a.total.blast! Bands, booze and great people. Shitty Candy was a total hit. I love women that can throw it down.
and the marching band at the end got The Girl going:
And there you have it: the update from the ATL. Knitting content on the flip, dig?
Topics: Awesomeness, Ick, The Girl, Yard of the Month, \m/ | 2 Comments »
For cryin’ out loud
May 27, 2008 | 7:03 pm
Why? Why do they do this? For the second RSC shipment month in a row the pattern designer’s “where the idea came from” post shows up on the club blog way before everyone has a chance to see the package. This month’s showed up on the blog today. Today. Today the packages left BMFA so they haven’t reached anyone in the States yet. Internationals started arriving last week. Thing is I should know better. It happened in March too and I said then that I had to remember to unsubscribe from the blog before this shipment went out. I forgot. So I am going down the blog reader today and there is the post about May’s pattern along with the name. Thanks guys. Nice work. Is it really so hard to just hold that post for a week?
I’ve got a big, less whiny update coming later on. I’ve been doing things. Again.
Topics: Fucktards, Rockin' Sock Club 2008 | 1 Comment »
